Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.
God bless thee; and put meekness in thy breast, Love, charity, obedience, and true duty!
I was born free as Caesar; so were you
Good old grandsire ... we shall be joyful of thy company.
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder, and that craves wary walking.
But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot? Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not.